"666! The Sword Saint is actually still alive!"
"The truth is out! The Sword Saint must have been helping Yi Xiaofeng just now!"
"Impossible. Even the Sword Saint couldn't defeat the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor."
"Maybe the Sword Saint had been holding back before? Usually, invincible experts like that enjoy messing around, giving brainless fans endless room to brag."
"If the Sword Saint could kill the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor, he would have done so directly. There was no need to hide it."
Bai Hongxiao's appearance stirred the audience into excitement.
The earlier battle had already made the vast majority of viewers put themselves in Yi Xiaofeng's shoes.
Yi Xiaofeng had fought with all his strength to kill the Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor and save the cultivators, only for those cultivators to want to kill him afterward. They had forgotten his kindness and repaid grace with hatred. It was truly outrageous to both man and god.
Fortunately, Bai Hongxiao was not dead. There was no one better to uphold justice.
Standing atop his Flying Sword, Bai Hongxiao said, "The Slaughter Heart Old Ancestor is dead, but during this calamity, many evildoers committed slaughter and cannot be forgiven. No one may leave. Wait for Northern Wei to take over. During this time, no one is to make another move, or else..."
Bai Hongxiao did not finish his sentence, but everyone felt a chill run down their spines.
Yi Xiaofeng let out a sigh of relief.
He could finally rest in peace.
Chen Lan hurriedly supported him and helped him sit cross-legged on the ground.
Two female disciples from Su Xin Palace sat behind him and held him up so that he would not collapse.
Yi Xiaofeng closed his eyes, circulated the Nine Nether Prajna Skill, and absorbed the Spiritual Qi